Cattleya didn't say anything, turned around, and walked out the door, followed by "The Hanged Man" Alger.

The house quickly became quiet. "Craftsman" Sharf found a sofa and sat down. There was no movement for a long time, as if he was still immersed in the encounter just now and couldn't recover.

Nearly ten minutes later, he suddenly sat up straight and took out a small humanoid statue from the inside pocket of his clothes.

The statue is brass-colored as a whole, with a blank face, and blood slowly oozes from the inside and remains on the outside.

Sharf quickly wiped the statue's face clean with a handkerchief, then heaved a long sigh of relief, raised the corners of his mouth, and said to himself silently: "Fortunately, I have this 'Fate Doll'...

"Hmph, I want to see, how did you find me through those few drops of blood? Don't even try to curse me!"

Bayam slums, on a street without street lights.

Alger, who was wearing a mask and hood, glanced at the "hermit" next to him, and said in a hoarse voice: "After Sharf escaped from the Church of Steam, he has lived peacefully until now, which shows that he is not an idiot. He can give you blood so simply and easily without any resistance, there should be a corresponding way to evade tracking.

"Also, he didn't mention the reason why he was found by the believers of the 'primordial moon'."

Normally, those believers would definitely track down the source of the extraordinary characteristics of the "Werewolf", but "Artisan" Sharf did not remind Alger last time.

Cattleya pulled out the pair of heavy glasses, put them on the bridge of her nose, and said without any change in tone: "This is not for tracking."

Alger nodded thoughtfully, bid farewell, and turned to another secluded and dark alley.

He circled several times along the way, looking for an opportunity to remove the disguise, then left Bayam, headed to the anti-military private port, and boarded the "Silent Blue Avenger".

His sailors, having squandered the energies and money they had accumulated over the past few days, were sitting on board, waiting to go to sea.

Seeing him coming back, one of the sailors quickly stood up and asked with a smile, "Captain, have you had dinner yet?"

"Not yet, simply prepare something for me." Alger didn't even have time to fill his stomach in order to act.

The part-time chef's sailor immediately responded: "Okay, we got some fresh mushrooms in the jungle today, and I'll fry them in butter for you, how about it?"

...Alger's face twitched slightly, and he shook his head with a normal expression: "Just fry a piece of steak, medium rare, um, medium rare."

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East Balam, the edge of the jungle.

Klein, who brought two secret puppets, was not in a hurry to go out. He entered the city, intending to get some dye first to make a disguise for "Admiral of Hell" Ludwell's mask.

But before that, he had other things to do.

That is to find helpers to explore the outskirts of Calderon!

Klein has never been a lone wolf advocate, especially when facing danger. Therefore, unless there is no other way, he will definitely invite the strong to help by sharing coordinates and paying the price, and will not enter recklessly alone.

For him, the most important thing is to be able to get the materials he wants alive!

If it�s not impossible, I�d like to wait another week or two, hold a baby, or push a baby carriage, and go to Calderon� Klein sighed secretly, took out his adventurer harmonica, and played one time.

Without a sound, Miss Messenger Reinette Tinekerr with four heads came out of the void.

Klein considered his words, and said, "I want to go to Calderon City for an exploration recently. Yes, I have obtained its spiritual world coordinates. I wonder if I can hire you to help? What is the price?"

Reinette Tinekerr's four blond-haired and red-eyed heads opened their mouths one by one: "No..." "I..." "I can't..." "Enter."

Unable to enter... Qiguang is also unable to enter because of some special reasons... Is this the restriction of Calderon City on higher-level creatures in the spirit world? However, how does Miss Messenger know that there is such a restriction, has she been there? If this is the case, then there is no need for me to ask about "red light" and "magic mirror"... Or, is that what her spiritual intuition told her? While thinking about it, Klein let out a breath slowly and soundlessly. JrNovels.com